"That's right, it's just that I always thought you couldn't speak, so I didn't know how to express my gratitude to you, but now that you can communicate with me successfully, I must thank you." You've come a long way with me. You're here." Vuong Han said, patting Manh Manh's head, "Thank you! It's been a difficult road."
"I really don't know, is my sister over there alone?"
“What's wrong?” Vuong Han asked again.
Senior Porphyrin, your apprentice's strength is really good! It seems that he obtained the true inheritance from your side! When he was young, he had nearly 1,000 years of cultivation, and the key to the real outbreak was more than 1,000 years. Stuck, sure enough, seniors are still seniors, even our juniors have to admire them!" A man dressed lavishly, with oil paint and porphyrin on his face, stood in the corner and said, looking at him sitting on the chair. The sofa slowly walked out. The corner of Vuong Han's eyes, who was drinking tea, also liked this expression more and more, "I just don't know if this senior's disciple is liked by anyone or not? If not, we now have a child of Here at the right age, otherwise there will be someone else later. "What if there is a chance to meet and become friends? If possible, two powerful existences, helping each other, can definitely do even greater things in the future!"